Il testamento (English translation)

  • Artist: Fabrizio De André
  • Song: Il testamento 3 translations
  • Translations: English, French, Greek

The Testament

When death will call me
maybe someone will complain
after reading in my will
what he bequeath
don't complain it's of no use
because in hell I'll be already
 
to the pimps of the hookers
I leave a job as an accountant
because experienced in their craft
they keep informed the population
 
at the end of every week
over the income of a whore
at the end of every week
over the income of a whore
 
I want to leave to Bianca Maria
who doesn't cares about decency
a certificate of merit
that will pave the way to her marriage
 
with the best wishes for who's fallen
to keep happy and horned
with the best wishes for who's fallen
to keep happy and horned
 
sister death give me the time
to finish my will
give me the time to say goodbye
to revere to thank
all the makers of the round dance
around the bed of a dying man
 
Mr. gravedigger listen a little to me
your job itsn't liked at all
they don't consider so much a good game
to put ground cover over those who rest in peace
 
and that is why I am proud
in handing over to you the golden shovel
and that is why I am proud
in handing over to you the golden shovel
 
for that old white countess
that does not move from my bed
to get from me the unhealthy promise
to reserve for her my numbers for the lottery
 
I can not wait to go among the damned
to reveal them all wrong to her
I can not wait to go among the damned
to reveal them all wrong to her
 
when death will ask me
to give back to her my freedom
perhaps a tear, perhaps only one
on my grave will be spent
perhaps just a smile perhaps only one
will sprout from my memory
 
if from my flesh already corroded
where my heart beat once upon a time
were to be born one day a rose
I give it to the woman who offered me her cry
 
for each beat of her heart
I give her a red petal of love
for each beat of her heart
I give her a red petal of love
 
to you that were the most contested
the courtesan who does not give herself to all
and now at the corner of that church
you sell holy cards to the beautiful and to the ugly
 
I leave the notes of this song
I sing the pain of your illusion
for you that have to get by,
you are forced to sell Christ and the saints
 
when death call me
nobody in the world will notice
that a man died without speaking
without knowing the truth
that a man died without praying
escaping the burden of piety
 
dear brothers on the other side
we sang in the choir down on earth
we all loved the same woman
we went in thousands for the same war
this memory will not comfort you
when you die you die, you die alone
this memory will not comfort you
when you die you die alone.
 
Submitted by tangoitaliatangoitalia on Mon, 04/10/2010 - 20:43
Last edited by tangoitaliatangoitalia on Sat, 24/08/2013 - 14:32
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